It’s the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are still six days left before New Year’s Eve.
In the early morning, Su Pingan went directly to the street archway to check the results. Wang Shaotong and other old bookworms were still gathered here.
As soon as he saw Su Ping'an, Wang Shaotong came over to him in a familiar manner and said enthusiastically: "Hey brother, let me tell you some good news. Yesterday, Su Sheng Xiaomeng, the author of 'Dou Po', not only added two more
times, and there are also benefits. You see, this painting is Su Sheng's Little Dream, specially painted for us book lovers. How about it, it looks good!"
Su Ping'an looked at the painting. The painting was naturally printed from the literary list, and he was naturally familiar with it. However, he had to conceal his identity in front of everyone, so he responded exaggeratedly: "Wow, this
The painting is so amazing. The characters in the painting seem to have come to life. It’s so awesome. Who painted this painting? Their painting skills are amazing!”
When Wang Shaotong heard this, he immediately opened his mouth with joy, as if he had found a close friend. He put his arms around Su Ping'an's shoulders and said, "Brother, you have a good eye. Let me tell you, this painting was painted by Su Sheng Xiaomeng himself."
, you didn’t expect it, didn’t you? We didn’t expect that Su Sheng Xiao Meng was not only a calligrapher, but also a painter. Even his painting skills were so profound that he could be called a genius.
ah."
"Yes, that's right... I think this 'Su Sheng Xiao Meng' will definitely become popular in the future. If we support it now, it can be regarded as an early investment. When it becomes popular in the future, we can say it everywhere, "Su Sheng Xiao Meng"
We held it up and then asked him for an autographed portrait. This is not too much to ask for." The people next to him also said jokingly with a smile.
When Su Ping'an heard this, he gave a thumbs up and said: "It's not too much, not too much. There's nothing wrong with what you said!"
"Hahaha……"
After everyone exchanged pleasantries, Su Ping'an began to seriously look at the rankings on the essay list.
There is almost no change in the rankings at the front, but the changes at the back are bigger.
A closer look shows that Xu Jingming, who was originally ranked thirty-ninth, has now reached thirty-two. He has accumulated a silver level of five literary skills, and the total number of viewers has reached the 50,000 mark.
Look at your ranking again.
He has risen from the original forty-nine to thirty-eight. He has accumulated literary talent, is silver-graded, and has a total of 48,817 readers.
In two days, the number increased by more than 38,000. This terrifying increase scared many people.
Even Wang Shaotong and the others around them lamented, "The rise of 'Dou Po' is too strong. If it can keep up like this, the day will not be far away when it becomes a big hit!" People around them are skeptical.
Said: "It's hard to say. The reason why today's increase is so high is because yesterday Qingfeng Restaurant added more updates and gave away illustrations as a bonus. After this wave of publicity has passed, if it can still have such a high popularity, then it will be
It’s really on fire!”
Wang Shaotong seemed to be very confident, saying: "I'm not worried about this. Everyone has watched 'Dou Po'. This story has a kind of magic. Even if it is simple and straightforward, it is so good that you can't stop after watching it. Even if it is just propaganda.
After the effect has passed, my reading of this book will only become more and more intense, and it will not go down at all."
"Don't be too happy too early. According to the current update situation of Qingfeng Restaurant, ten chapters a day and a hundred chapters in ten days are 300,000 words. Even if he wrote the story in advance, it will probably be updated soon.
It’s over, no matter how strong the momentum is, if it stops all of a sudden, I’m afraid it will have a direct impact on the results!”
After hearing the conversation between Mr. Wang and them, Su Ping'an thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry about this. I often hang out at Qingfeng Restaurant, and I also got some inside information. People in the restaurant said that this 'Doubo' story is very interesting."
It will be long, probably four to five million words, and the story will become more exciting as it goes on. So you don’t have to worry about updates. Even with this amount of updates, it will be updated for another half a year!”
"What? Four to five million words?!"
Hearing Su Pingan's words, everyone around him immediately gasped.
In Daxuan Kingdom, or even in the entire Zongheng Continent, I have never heard of that book having four to five million words, and the longest record so far is only 1.5 million words.
But now, 'Dou Po' has suddenly reached five million, which is simply beyond everyone's imagination!
Just writing, how many pens, ink and inkstones will be wasted!
It’s scary just thinking about it!
Mumble...
Wang Shaotong and the others swallowed involuntarily, and then asked Su Ping'an cautiously: "Brother, is your news reliable? Could it be that someone from the restaurant told you nonsense in order to retain the guests?!"
"That's right, who can write such a long story? I'm afraid this is just a way to retain people!" Others echoed.
Su Ping'an smiled and replied to them with a firm tone: "Don't worry, my news is absolutely reliable. And think about it, if this story is not long, will he dare to promise to update 'Su Sheng Xiao Meng' five times a day?"
, and updated so much in one day. In the end, everyone saw that the interest suddenly disappeared, so he was not afraid of causing public anger? So I think he must have done this after careful consideration and certainty..." "If
If this is the case, then 'Dou Po' will probably not only create a new genre, but also break another record. The longest novel in history, five million words... Oh, it makes me excited just thinking about it!"
Wang Shaotong and the others are becoming more and more optimistic about the prospects of 'Dou Po', as if they have already seen the day when they and others will go to 'Su Sheng Xiao Meng' to get his autographed portrait.
And there is also a feeling of witnessing history and legend.
This feeling makes people's blood boil.
Su Pingan looked at Mr. Wang and the others in front of him, with a smile in his eyes.
In fact, it's not just them, even Su Pingan himself is full of confidence and expectations!
On the same day, shopkeeper Hu of the Golden House Restaurant saw that the rise of "Dou Po" was fierce and that if it continued like this, it would surpass "The Legend of Demon Killer". He could no longer sit still and went there early in the morning.
Shanhe Painting Gallery is looking for a painting and literary cultivator, and plans to add illustrations to Xu Jingming's book to promote it.
However, when he took Su Ping'an's illustration of "Dou Po" and looked for a painter in the art studio who could definitely surpass this painting, he unexpectedly encountered a problem.
Because after looking at the illustrations of "Dou Po", no one in the Shanhe Painting Gallery was confident that he could beat this painting.
There was even a painter, Wenxiu, who took the illustration and commented: "The style of this painting is novel. The creator exaggerated the characters in it to a certain extent, but the final effect is not only unsettling.
It feels disgusting and awkward, but it also feels natural. This painting skill is really amazing!"
"Yes, and the details of this painting are also very good. Even the aura of the characters is drawn. Looking at the painting, you feel like you are seeing a real person. The coloring of the characters is also very good.
The adjustment is just right, it’s perfect. By the way, Shopkeeper Hu, who painted this painting?!"
Shopkeeper Hu, who came to ask for a painting, was immediately stunned when he heard the praises from around him.
He didn't expect that the famous Shanhe Painting Gallery in the city would rate this painting so highly.
But since he had come, he was a little unwilling to leave empty-handed, and since he had something to ask for, he gritted his teeth and said a name.
"The creator of this painting is a guy named 'Susheng Xiaomeng'..."
"What, it's him?!"
When people around heard this name, it immediately caused an uproar...